January 24, 1991
Dear Everyone:
Good Grief!
They’re raising the cost of Postage again!
4 whole cents, it you can believe it.
FYI, this is not a good time to run out and buy a roll of stamps.
The new rate goes into effect February 3, which is kind of cute,
that being a Sunday, when the Post Office doesn’t work.
Last time they pulled this stunt, they did it the day
after “Jeannie” bought a roll
of 100 stamps at the old price.
Didn’t even warn her.
And have you ever noticed that when the Post Office
comes out with a new stamp, the old ones never go on sale?
They stay at the same price as before!
How long do you think Macy’s would stay in business if they tried to do
that?
Not that I’m complaining, you understand.
Mail is still the cheapest form of (long-distance) communication
around. My bill for postage
for a given month is about $7.00.
Compare that to last month’s phone bill of $15.27.
Now, granted, December tends to be a “high” month for long
distance calls, what with confirming travel arrangements and setting up
consortiums for gifts and all.
Still it seems clear:
Writing is cheaper than talking.
It’s also cheaper to stay somewhere else during a
freeze. Because of the
Siberian Winter that hit the West Coast last month, PG&E has offered to
let people stretch out their payments over the next few months.
Thank goodness! I was
wondering how I was going to cover that $35.23.
Actually, we were at Mom and Dad’s place in Canby
where it was very cold and
covered with snow, but where they had a nice wood-burning stove built
into the fireplace.
Honestly, I was very frugal with the logs, waiting until the coals were
almost out before adding another piece of wood.
I didn’t want to deplete their winter’s stock.
Then Dad happened to let slip that “Byron” had produced that
woodpile 4 years ago and they hadn’t gone through it yet.
After that, I became more generous, tossing logs in with careless
abandon.
In other news…
Tomorrow is BDH** day at work.
A group calling themselves the “Bay Area Pledge of Resistance”
has called for a protest to “Shut Down Company” by surrounding the
building and preventing workers from getting inside.
(I can’t help thinking of the school children in the movie
Hope and Glory.
After a bomb demolished the school, they danced in the streets,
shouting “Thank you, Mr. Hitler!”)
The “Bay Area Pledge of Resistance” claims to have
shut down the
Last Saturday, I came into the office to work on
Destruction Approvals.
Coming in on BART, I listened to three women talking about protesting
the war last week. Young
woman to friend: “I took off
from work to protest. About
2:00, I was getting really bored.
I figured it was either go home, or get arrested.
So I got arrested.”
So, I guess the goal really is
to get arrested.
Hey, you don’t have to pick on Company to do that.
Last week, someone broke a window at 555 (the
building next to mine) that rumor says will cost $40,000 to replace.
That’s almost as much as I make in a year!
(Before taxes, of course.)
I sense a double standard at work here.
Last month, when the freeze destroyed most of
Oh well.
It’ll all come out in the wash.
Love, as always,
Pete
** Batten Down the Hatches
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